The sword energy reaches three thousand miles into the sky.
The surging army like a black tide was split into two under the sword energy, like a black curtain being torn apart.
A bottomless sword mark appeared on the ground, stretching out. All the soldiers on the sword mark disappeared, not even their bones and blood were left. Instead, the soldiers within a few hundred meters of the edge of the sword mark were scratched by the sword energy. The strong winds and thunder and lightning tore it apart, turning it into countless charcoal and fragments.
Within reach.
I don’t know how many people died.
Thousands or tens of thousands
Brothers Hera Xi and Hera Hung were completely stunned.
They saw the young man standing in the air, the wind and thunder bone sword in his hand still in the fallen position, his expression indescribably indifferent, as if he was killing not thousands of troops, but grass and grass.
Mu Jianping was even dumbfounded.
She knew that the Thirteenth Brother was very strong and could easily kill even the True Yang Demon. However, no matter how powerful he was, he was not so terrifying. With one strike of his sword, he could annihilate the entire army.
Is this still a human being
At this time, Long Xiaoshan raised his sword again and made a horizontal stroke.
boom!
The sword energy surged again, shining brightly between heaven and earth. A sword light swept out, spreading out like a fan, and the killing range was even more terrifying than before.
Wherever the sword energy passed, thunder, lightning, and hurricanes were like the end of the world, crushing everything.
Even a few True Yang experts were involved. They struggled in the roar of thunder and lightning. Although they were more powerful than ordinary soldiers, they were still like ants.
Annihilated by sword energy.
The brothers Herahun and Heraxi were heartbroken when they saw such a sword power, and they fled quickly. The two brothers flew very fast, but they could not escape the range of the sword energy.
Thick thunder and lightning roared and fell on the two of them. They screamed wildly and waved their weapons to block the violent wind and lightning.
They knew there was no escape, and it seemed that only one person could save them at this time.
The two brothers, covered with wounds, rushed towards the center of the army, shouting: "Lord Si Ming! Lord Si Ming!"
A figure appeared.
The two of them were overjoyed. It was a man with yellow skin, a bald head, high cheekbones, and slender eyes. As soon as he appeared, he exuded a terrifying energy aura, forcing back the surrounding storm and even using his sword. The potential is hindered.
"Lord Si Ming, save me!"
The two brothers seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and rushed towards the man desperately. Lord Si Ming was a strong man in the Dharma Realm. No matter how powerful the young man was, it was impossible...
The eyes of the two people suddenly widened. When they saw Si Ming turn around and leave, in an instant, there was only a small dot left.
"Lord Si Ming, where are you going?"
The two screamed.
Is Lord Si Ming running away
How can it be!
Is he afraid
At this time, Long Xiaoshan raised his head and looked at the figure that flew to the horizon and turned into a small black dot. Among the people in the audience, this person was the only one who could pay attention to him.
Because the aura on this person is obviously much stronger than the others.
But it was just one more look.
"Now that you're here, don't leave."
Long Xiaoshan swung his sword at the little black dot, and his sword energy surged up, catching up with the black dot in an instant, boom!
The black spot suddenly expanded and expanded, becoming thousands of times larger, as if it had changed from an ant to the size of a wasp. Of course, that was caused by the great distance.
If you look at it up close.
Si Ming has become as huge as a hill. That was the sign of a strong person in the Dharma Realm. When the Dharma Appeared, scales appeared on Si Ming's body, and his head turned into three, as if he had turned into a huge demon.
He roared, holding a big knife with both hands and slashing at the sword energy.
Poof!
The sword energy flashed.
Yi Ming's body froze in mid-air, and then streams of thunder sword energy spurted out from his body, boom!
The huge dharma image collapsed and turned into flesh and blood.
"Lord Si Ming!"
The two Hera brothers saw Si Ming turn into a rain of flesh and blood, and they were completely desperate. They were even stronger than Si Ming, and they didn't even block a sword. What kind of monster did they offend
The Hera brothers never expected that they had mobilized all their strength and planned revenge on the Blue Ring Kingdom, but they were shattered like a bubble under the sword of the young man.
The two desperate people gave up their resistance and were instantly shattered by the roaring thunder.
The sword energy finally stopped destroying.
The army of 100,000 people had already fallen apart. Long Xiaoshan killed at least half of them with two sword strikes, and even the strongest group of people were killed. The remaining soldiers wished that their parents would have less legs. There is also a desperate desire.
Looking at the hurriedly fleeing army, Long Xiaoshan was too lazy to kill again. Killing these ant-like beings did not give him any pleasure.
If it weren't for the Hera brothers, who were so dissatisfied that they seriously injured the Blue Ring King and actually gathered a large army to attack the Blue Ring King's city, he wouldn't even have planned to kill all the Hera family.
To him, it doesn't matter whether the Blue Ring Kingdom exists or not, as long as it doesn't offend him or hurt the few people he cares about.
But this group of people actually clamored right under his nose and kept arguing here, so Long Xiaoshan didn't mind trampling them to death.
Now, it has been cleared up.
Long Xiaoshan withdrew his sword, flew down from the air, and landed back on the palace gate. Mu Jianping stood there blankly. When Long Xiaoshan fell, she still had not recovered from the shock.
Until Long Xiaoshan said: "I'll leave this to you, you can handle the follow-up."
Mu Jianping was shaken, and when she saw that Long Xiaoshan had turned around to fly back to the palace, she quickly shouted: "Thirteenth brother."
Uncle Long turned around.
Mu Jianping looked at Long Xiaoshan. At this time, she lost her usual carelessness. Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar figure, her words were stuck in her throat. She actually wanted to ask, are you my thirteenth brother
But she didn't dare to ask this question, and what's the point of asking it? How is it true? So what if it's fake
She swallowed her saliva. Long Xiaoshan seemed to understand what she was thinking. With a wave of his hand, the Wind and Thunder Bone Sword fell directly in front of her: "I have sealed three sword energies on this sword. It can kill the Dharma. It's okay." do not bother me."
After saying that, Long Xiaoshan disappeared.
Mu Jianping didn't know how he left, but she held the Wind and Thunder Bone Sword, and the powerful power contained in the sword made her grin.
A sword that can kill Dharma images.
With this sword in hand, there will be any troubles in the Blue Ring Kingdom that cannot be quelled.
She took a breath.
Looking at the royal city in a mess...
The Blue Ring Rebellion shocked the world. After this battle, Mu Jianping gathered his troops and personally led the army to put down the chaos in the kingdom. The surrounding kingdoms such as Black Shark, Dongxue and others withdrew from the Blue Ring Kingdom.
With one man and one sword, Mu Jianping reached the two royal cities and killed many True Yang experts.
The two countries had to lower their voices and sue for peace, cede land, pay huge sums of money, and promise to pay tribute to the Blue Ring Kingdom every year in the future.
Half a year after the Blue Ring Rebellion, Mu Jianping broke through True Yang, his bloodline was fully activated, and he had the power of Dharma.
King Mu Dingyu of the Blue Ring officially abdicated, and Mu Jianping ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, known as Emperor Zhao in history.
(End of chapter)